My friend Sahar is a beautiful, sweet, and kind person. You’d never know, upon meeting her that she would experience the strangest, darkest, thoughts. You would just be totally charmed by her, as I was. She is funny, smart, and a real kick in the pants! What caught my attention was that I watched her literally shake her head, then smack it as if she were trying to rid herself of a fly, then shake water from her ears. So I asked her about it.
She confided that she has these terrible thoughts–about other people, herself, and as she went into detail, it clearly felt that these thoughts honestly had nothing to do with her. These thoughts stood in stark contrast to the being standing in front of me. So, when she was busy, just chatting and having fun with a guest at my cousins house, I lowered my barriers and took a look to see what was around her. And boy was I surprised by what I saw!
There were three, slightly disheveled, witchy-gypsy looking women. They twirled all around Sahar, leaning on her, draping their bodies around hers, and writhed much like snakes. They spoke in a different language, but I understood that they were calling for bad and unfortunate things to happen. They used Sahar to help them act these things out. Fortunately, she too strong to let them fully take over. But there they were–dark, nasty, and unkind, uttering what sounded like spells and incantations in Hebrew…? Sahar is of Middle Eastern and Latin American descent, so these women made sense to me–they came from her dad’s side and were controlling, powerful, manipulative, and had knowledge of dark magic and rituals.
After a few minutes of watching them, they became aware that I could see them. Then they grasped onto Sahar, hissing loudly at me, wrapping themselves around her like snakes. They knew that I was going to tell Sahar about them and that I would ultimately make them leave.
Sahar noticed a funny expression on my face at this point, and came over. I told her what I saw. She was horrified. I said, “The good news is that these thoughts you think you have are not yours. You are just very sensitive and are picking up on these nasty women around you!” She looked relieved. I said, “Look, you, as a being, are not like that. You know this. You are kind, sweet, and gentle. This out of character thoughts/feelings should be your first clue that something is up.” I gave her the tool of asking “Who does it belong to?” for every thought, feeling, or emotion. I asked her to do this for three days, or at the very least, every time she heard/felt/perceived these negative thoughts.
We talked more in depth because I wanted to know why these “guides” were around her. These “guides” felt like a strange, karma thing, and I felt it had nothing to do with her again. I asked her, “So when did you take these beings on as you and yours, when they actually had nothing to do with you?” She looked stunned. Then said, “Well, when I was really little, it felt like my dad had this negative karma around him. Bad stuff always seemed to happen to him.” I asked, “So, did you take on your dad’s crap karma to try and help him, because you are that powerful and can do stuff like this?” She nodded.
I said, “Okay, so here’s the thing about doing that. To start, your dad has created this for a reason. It is his, not yours. By taking it from him, you are denying him his process. This is not kind to him, plus, he will only recreate it because it is his process! Second, you end up just sticking yourself with this crap when it isn’t even yours to start with! Not fun!” I asked her if she would be willing to let go of these “guides”, and to return the crap-karma to her dad, as he knows exactly what he is doing, and why. She said yes, she would let it all go and stop taking on his “stuff”. I then asked her if she would use the tool, “Who does it belong to?” She said she would.
I told her that these women are nasty. They will try to hold on to her, and she could have quite a fight on her hands. Using the tool will help her gain more and more awareness that these thoughts are not hers and in fact, come from these entities. I also told her that any time she feels them near her, that she is well within her rights to tell them to back the eff off! I told her, “Tell them to leave and never return! Tell them to go! They have no place near you and you do not need them. You are a powerful being, Sahar. You can do this. You must do this if you want to really get free from this yuck.”
That night at my cousin’s house she agreed that she would do all these things and that she felt better, lighter. I said “Look, you can choose better guides for yourself. You are not destined to be without kind and caring guides. But take it from me on this one, having NO guides around you is better than THESE things!” I perceived that she might be inclined to not kick them out from fear of having no guides, and I know she understood my point.
I saw Sahar several weeks later. She came joyfully bounding up to me and said, “I’ve BEEN DOING IT! Using the tools, and telling them to leave! Can you take a look?” I lowered my barriers, and looked. Surely enough, there they were, but about eight feet farther away from her body. They were fainter, too, but still hissing and very mad at me. Ha, I didn’t care about that–and was so happy to see that these nasty entities were starting to leave Sahar! I told her what I saw. She was over the moon glad. She’d been noticing positive changes and generally was just feeling better. I said, “They are still there though, so you must still work at it. These things have been around for a long, long, time, and it is comfortable for them to feed off you, so to speak. It will take some more time, but please, please keep at it. Keep telling them to leave. Ask who does this belong to when you have any sort of nasty thought, okay?” Sahar said she would. She said that “Who does it belong to?” was amazing–that she’d notice a bad thought, ask it, then POOF, the thought was gone and she knew that it must not be hers, that it was the nasty “guides” and right then she’d tell them to get lost.
I was so happy that Sahar was taking these steps to get rid of these things! I saw her a month or so later and again, she asked me to take a look. I did, and the nasty women were now thirty feet from her and even fainter. Sahar in general seemed stronger, more confident, and calmer now.
Another month or so passed until I saw Sahar again, and again she asked me to take a look. The nasty women were GONE. She said she’d felt like they’d left but wanted me to check it out. I confirmed her awareness, then said, “You can invite in good entities around you, good guides, but only if you’d really like. There are several very kind entities that step forward; they are members of your family that have passed. When selecting these new guides, be very clear. You would like guides that genuinely have your highest and best interests at heart. They will serve you, protect you, and support you as you go through this life. Okay? You understand?” She considered for a moment, then nodded.
I have not seen Sahar since this last meeting to see how she is doing and if she has new, wonderful guides. At the end of the day, however, she is so badass, she’d be fine without any guides, and she now has more of herself to boot. How does it get any better than this? 🙂
The Unrefined Medium 